Always havens for warm-weather culture, the artsy towns of the Berkshires — from Stockbridge and Great Barrington to Pittsfield and North Adams — have developed a distinctly bookish identity of late. This summer’s lineup of lectures, book groups, film screenings and classes might have you wondering if you’re really vacationing in the mountains — or on a college campus.
There is so much raucous nightlife on Ibiza that it can be a challenge to appreciate how very tranquila this island can be. Best known for its international D.J. scene and jet-set parties, Ibiza — the liveliest of Spain’s Balearic islands — is also a paradise of limpid turquoise coves, sun-baked villages and stunning Mediterranean vistas.
It was still April, but the temperature unexpectedly soared into the high 90s in Southern California. The sidewalks sizzled; the canyons seemed to shimmer. A hot blanket of haze settled over the valleys.
On my first visit, St. Augustine, Fla., was not what I expected.
Intrigued by the romance of a place founded by Spaniards more than four centuries ago, I imagined it might share some of the flavor of colonial settlements in Latin America: cobblestone streets, pastel haciendas and shady courtyards.
The Old Town I actually saw, though, felt more like the Wild West than San Miguel de Allende.
For most visitors — and I am no different — Miami is essentially South Beach. Even though its wide, sandy beachfront and Art Deco landmarks aren’t in Miami proper, South Beach feels more like our idea of Miami than the empty sidewalks and soulless glass towers of downtown.